Chapter 338

Two winged beings worked in tandem, one flying to the other end of the city.

Then both began their work almost simultaneously.

Their task was simple.

Each pulled out a small magic pouch.

Then they withdrew stack after stack of paper and began scattering them downward.

The papers were small and light, drifting down with the wind.

The city was bustling with people.

On one street, suddenly, a flood of papers fell from above.

"Huh, what's this?"

A child curiously picked one up, seeing it covered in characters he couldn't understand.

But immediately, those incomprehensible characters transformed into images, allowing this illiterate child to grasp their meaning.

"It's terrible, it's terrible—the gods killed the king!"

The child shouted, clutching the paper.

"What are you yelling about?"

An old man tapped the child's head, but instantly another paper landed on his hand.

The old man picked it up; though his eyes were dim and he couldn't make out tiny text, and though he couldn't read at all, he still understood the paper's meaning.

"What? The gods lost the battle, so they killed the king—and also killed the virtuous Crown Prince? Even Princess Luoying nearly died?"

The old man's mouth hung wide open.

"Give it to me!"

A middle-aged man snatched the paper and quickly understood its meaning.

"My god, the Church just said the gods won—could this be real? Even Count Valdin has raised an army and killed all Church members in two regions; it probably isn't fake, right?"

The middle-aged man muttered.

Around him, many others had picked up the same paper.

The magic of this paper was that, whether literate or not, anyone who saw it instantly understood its meaning.

This was the magical script on the golden paper Princess Luoying had brought to the fox girl Sister Qing Ling.

Writing such magical script was extremely difficult, consuming vast amounts of magic and mental energy, so each such magical letter was exceedingly expensive.

Last time, Princess Luoying had been on a state visit, which is why she had used golden paper to write the magical script.

This time, every single sheet of paper in the entire city was covered in magical script!

This was astonishing!

For Lin Yan, there was no problem lava fire couldn't solve.

Lin Yan combined lava fire with ice flame, so that when the lava fire burned, it emitted no heat; after printing the papers, he passed them once more through the modified lava fire, and everything was done.

The only cost was energy points.

Lin Yan now had tens of billions of energy points—he could spend them freely!

And these papers contained only a few facts.

First, the great noble in the northeast—Count Valdin—had raised an army.

Count Valdin sought vengeance for the royal family of the Kingdom of Xiling, so he rose in rebellion, uprooting all Church forces in the northeastern and eastern regions.

His exact words were etched verbatim onto these papers.

Through the efforts of the two winged beings, within no time, everyone in this city of tens of thousands learned of this event through countless magical-script letters!

This was merely the first day of the propaganda offensive!

This was an unprecedented propaganda offensive on the Continent of Gods!

Before Lin Yan's transmigration, during World War II, a nation had used aerial-dropped leaflets with extraordinary success.

On the Continent of Gods, Lin Yan deployed thousands of winged warriors for a full-scale aerial drop—complete coverage—using magical script that could be instantly understood; the effect was simply explosive!

The commoners of the Kingdom of Xiling had never seen such a tactic!

Letters falling from the sky, their script instantly comprehensible.

Many commoners believed it on the spot.

Even some nobles believed it immediately.

And among them, the rebel noble, Count Valdin, played a crucial role.

As a count, he controlled over one-third of the northeastern region, with wealth measured in tens of millions of gold coins.

Such a High Position and Great Power noble, with immense prestige—if this weren't true, why would he suddenly rise in rebellion?

Rebellion?

He wasn't insane.

Even if he fully armed himself, he could only muster a force of twenty thousand; the Church could dispatch a Grand Mage to crush him outright.

With this count's rebellion, as the middle-aged man had thought—if even a count has risen, the truth of this must be real.

Thus, this propaganda campaign was extraordinarily effective!

This propaganda offensive was not limited to one or two cities.

It covered every city in the Kingdom of Xiling!

Including Wang Cheng, every city in the Kingdom of Xiling was blanketed by a dense rain of paper!

Thousands of winged warrior units launched simultaneously, achieving near-total coverage of all Xiling cities.

The number of these papers was enormous, reaching a ratio of one per ten people.

If a city had one hundred thousand people.

The number of such sheets of paper is certainly no less than ten thousand!

If a city has two hundred thousand people, the number of such sheets of paper will likewise be no less than twenty thousand!

It can be said that everyone in the city, from children to the elderly, has learned of this matter!

"Look quick, Count Valdin has raised an army to rebel against the Church and avenge the royal family!"

"My god, the king has been killed, and the kind prince who treated commoners so well has been killed too—and now the gods want our warriors' lives to fight the Hutton Kingdom? We're done for!"

On this day, everyone in every city of the Hiling Kingdom was talking about this matter.

"Count Valdin has only ten thousand men—how can he possibly stand against the Church? The Church could send one powerful magician and wipe out his entire force."

Many people instinctively began to worry about Count Valdin!

This was also the key point Lin Yan had revealed to Meng Ying.

On the first day, do not reveal too much information.

On the first day, make Count Valdin the protagonist!

An old northern count, a man over sixty, rises in rebellion to avenge the royal family—with only ten thousand men against the entire Church!

This matter, no matter how you look at it, is tragic!

And tragic stories are the easiest to move the masses!

So some people instinctively worry about Count Valdin!

And they do not question the truth of the matter!

This is the brilliance of this step!

Of course, this matter is in fact true—there is no deception of the people's emotions.

But the Church's power in the Hiling Kingdom is immense; the common people have worshipped the gods for decades. Without some tactics, even if you were truer than gold, you'd have no effect at all.

They simply won't believe you—what can you do?

Jumping up won't help.

But through the tragic rebellion of an elderly count, Count Valdin, avenging the royal family, you can effortlessly break through the people's first line of defense!

Thus, this sudden media offensive is nothing short of a divine stroke!

The effect is absolutely phenomenal!

Just on the first day of the media offensive, eighty percent of the people in the Hiling Kingdom believed it!

The impact of this sudden divine-message campaign is likely unprecedented!